The Gilmore-Grey Union Book II: The Homecoming
By Michael Weyer
POV: Vincent
"Oh my God."
At Rory's shocked voice, I get tense. "What is it?"
Rory nods and I see two figures standing outside the gate, both crossing their arms and staring right at us. My stomach plummets a bit as I recognize the one on the left. "Oh, damn. That's Amy."
"And that's my Mom."
I look at the other woman. Then I look at Rory. Then I look at the other woman again. I've heard the saying that if you want to know what a girl is going to look like years from now, just see her mother. However, I wasn't expecting to see what Rory is going to look like just ten years from now. "That's…your mom?"
"I told you, she gave birth to me young."
"You didn't say that young!"
We've reached them by now and there's a long silence as we stare at each other. Rory coughs and starts to introduce us. "Mom, this is Vincent. Vincent, this is my mother, Lorelai."
I stick out my hand. "Hi." She stares at it for a long moment before taking and we shake limply. I see Amy and swallow. "Oh and Rory, this is my sister, Amy."
"Hey." They exchange the same limp shake. There's another long silence and it dawns on me there's no real protocol for a situation like this. Licking my lips, I speak up. "So, um….you guys…come together?"
They give each other a quick glance. "No, we just met," Amy said. "We…had a little talk."
Oh, God, we are so screwed.
Lorelai looks to Rory. "Are you okay?" she softly asks.
Rory nods. "Yeah. I mean…you know. We're…getting there." She brushes her hair back as she takes a breath. "Um, do we know where we're going next? I mean, Grandpa and Grandma's or home or Hartford?"
Lorelai snorts. "I think we want to avoid Sid and Nancy for a while yet. Besides, Luke wants to talk to you."
Rory rolls her eyes. "Great."
"And Taylor wants to talk to you. And Paris. And Miss Patty. And Sookie. And…"
"Oh my God, it's all over town?"
Lorelia nods and then looks to me and Amy. "Miss Patty was doing Matt Drudge years before the Internet was invented."
"Miss Patty?" Amy asks.
"Dance instructor, town gossip and the libido of Samantha from 'Sex in the City' in the body of JLo's mother."
Amy and I exchange baffled glances as we try to process the image. "Um…ok," Amy finally says. "So, we're headed to this town of yours?"
"Yep, good old Star's Hollow," Lorelai says.
I raise an eyebrow. "Star's? Any relation to Sleepy?"
"Well, there was the time Kirk accidentally chopped the head off the statue of Taylor," Rory says.
"Ah, yes," Lorelai says with a wistful look on her face. "And then the kids were using it as a kickball while Taylor chased them around the park."
"Fun times."
I can feel the look Amy is giving me right now. The look that reflects the feelings I have right now.
What the hell kind of family have I married into?